The demoness of the Demon Sect, who had always been addicted to toying with others, was suddenly subdued by the same methods, turning into a young boy’s plaything just like her own niece.
Shame and anger welled up in her heart for no reason.
A series of long and indescribable humiliating plays were omitted here.
Yun Liu sat on the high seat soft couch, appreciating the captain’s personal show performance, until Jing Rui felt like she wanted to die before it finally ended.
“Interesting.”
The secret technique of the Demonic Sect was quite fun.
There was no option to betray in the game, but now that Yun Liu had become a Shanhai Pavilion steward, there was no such concern, and his methods were unconstrained.
Only after a long while did he remember his real business, slapped his forehead, let go of the Barbie Doll, and realized he had gotten so caught up in play that he had forgotten about Sister Qin.
“Thank you, master, for sparing my life.”
“Pass down the order, tell your subordinates to stop.”
“Yes!”
Jing Rui breathed a sigh of relief, regained control of her body, hurriedly dressed her disheveled clothes, and escaped out the door.
She didn’t care about her soaked and untidy appearance anymore—this little master was just too terrifying.
With the subduing of Madam Black Crow, the treasure ship was officially taken over by the Shanhai Pavilion, the crisis resolved without danger.
Yun Liu glanced at the unconscious red-clothed girl, pondering what to do next, when the ship shook violently.
Boom!
A violent explosion came from the east side of the treasure ship, and fierce battle raged in the direction of Mingya Court.
The Golden Crow was under the jurisdiction of the Royal Family’s soldiers, yet some cultivators dared to fight aboard this ship—and their strength was considerable.
Other passengers were equally astonished, everyone gripped by fear.
As the ship rocked more and more violently, several powerful spiritual auras erupted in succession.
This chaos seemed even beyond the control of its instigators.
Yun Liu hurriedly picked up Xiao Xinran and rushed to the deck, only to see flames rising in the east and chaos below.
The situation was more severe than expected.
The guardrails and masts at the bow had collapsed in large patches, the planks beneath his feet torn open by spiritual power to reveal the ship’s lower deck, and panicked passengers fled in all directions.
But in the sky, where was there to escape?
“Ying!”
A fiery bird soared skyward, smashing through a pavilion courtyard.
Its blazing feathers not only vaporized swathes of black-armored soldiers corrupted by the Demon Sect, but also damaged the spirit ship itself.
“What the—!?”
To see the Phoenix Spirit’s true form again after the Canglang Gorge, Yun Liu’s mouth twitched.
This was way too over the top.
He told it to protect the two silly girls, not to destroy the treasure ship!
The situation had grown so severe that it had long surpassed anyone’s imagination—not Jing Rui’s, not Yun Liu’s.
The Black Crow’s side had clearly underestimated the strength of Shen Hua’s group.
A Golden Core Sword Cultivator led two Foundation Establishment junior sisters, plus a chicken mama fiercely protecting her chicks—each stronger than the next.
By now, it was too late to even think of retreat.
Bang! Bang!
In the night sky, two beams of spiritual light clashed repeatedly.
It was the Clear Mist Peak Senior Sister versus Qingshan Sect’s Min Hen, with green sword energy steadily gaining the upper hand.
Sword Cultivators were hard to train, but their killing power was terrifying.
Under Yun Liu’s careful cultivation, Qin Yao’s strength had steadily increased, popping pills like candy, her abilities surpassing her former self.
After suffering consecutive heavy blows, the golden spirit ship flying in the sky teetered on the verge of collapse, smoke billowing everywhere, the Wind Spirit Formation gradually failing, and the tilted hull began to fall.
Even worse, sword energy ripped a huge gash through Mingya Court, causing the treasure ship to break apart—and the fissure was growing.
Crack!
Amid wails and cries, the burning ship split in two, plunging rapidly in opposite directions.
High above, Qin Cha’s beautiful jade-like face was furrowed in concentration.
Sword energy intertwined, and Wood Spirit Qi furiously eroded the enemy’s protective astral wind.
She couldn’t fathom where a small Qingshan Sect found the courage to challenge Shen Hua.
Madam lied to me.
How could this possibly be a mid-stage Golden Core Sword Cultivator?
It was more like peak Golden Core!
Min Hen sweated profusely, struggling to hold on, his former arrogance gone.
Fighting a Wood Spirit Root cultivator—the longer it dragged on, the worse it became.
No, this place was no longer safe!
Min Hen gritted his teeth.
A blood rope magic treasure appeared in his palm, and in an instant, blood light flooded the sky.
The demonic weapon twisted around Qin Yao like crimson threads, buying a moment’s time.
“Ugh!”
Min Hen had just turned to escape on the wind when a green flying sword pierced straight through him.
He looked in disbelief at the bleeding hole in his abdomen.
The Qingshan Sect elder’s gaze dulled, his Qi Sea Golden Core shattered completely.
His body plummeted straight down.
“Huff, Junior Brother was right, there really were Demonic Sect fiends hiding aboard.
Tonight was truly restless.”
Having successfully slain Min Hen, Qin Xing breathed a sigh of relief.
Green light twined around her.
A protective treasure bestowed by her master shielded her from the blood rope.
With a wave of her small hand, the flying sword returned to her feet.
She looked down—and her face instantly paled.
The divine crow had reappeared, the treasure ship destroyed by spiritual power and splitting under a cloud of smoke.
“Not good!”
Qin Cha, sword at the ready, flew east to help her two junior sisters on the broken hull fragment—this was a real disaster.
Inside Mingya Court, Jing Tan’er stared in shock.
She had just taken care of a few minions when a spirit beast burst out from the neighboring room, tearing off the roof.
Then her vision spun.
The spirit ship was plummeting.
Jing Tan’er could only cling desperately to a window to avoid being flung away.
Ji Shiyu was in the same predicament.
With the ship falling fast and unbalanced, the fierce wind made it impossible for either of them to stabilize and ride their swords skyward.
As for those infiltrating Demon Soldiers, they had already been thrown out of sight.
Qin Cha flew in on her sword, grabbing each of her junior sisters by the arm and pulling them from the battlefield.
“Qin Senior Sister!”
“What about the other civilians?”
Jing Tan’er looked anxiously at Qin Xing for help, her heart filled with worry for the people of Tinglin County.
If this continued, they would all crash with the spirit ship.
Qin Xing sighed and shook her head.
With a massive treasure ship falling from the sky, even her power could only protect her own sect.
Cultivators with some skill had already leapt from the ship to escape on their own.
Ji Shiyu flailed anxiously, cupping her hands around her mouth and shouting loudly, “Aotian!”
The beautiful divine crow soaring in the sky blinked.
It was a rare chance to stretch its wings.
It chirped happily and, hearing Ji’s call, dove swiftly downward.
“Leave it to me.”
The Phoenix Spirit’s graceful form flashed with golden light, flying toward the shattered ship.
Though not large, it steadily held up half the spirit vessel and crash-landed on a nearby mountain peak.
That half-dragon core was a real tonic for Aotian Daren, and a Three Realm Phoenix Spirit’s power far exceeded that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators.
The desperate passengers were finally saved, sobbing with relief and bowing to the golden divine crow in the sky, praying in worship.
In their eyes, this proud and mysterious fiery bird was the avatar of the Eastern Golden Crow, the guardian deity of the Zhusheng Dynasty, now manifesting in their hour of need.
“What holy bird? It’s just my little sister!”
Aotian snorted disdainfully, feeling a bit offended at being mistaken for the Zhu Crow.
The Golden Crow had once been a member of the Feng Family Troupe, and a rather prominent general at that.
But as the most noble leader of the divine bird clan, with the Phoenix Hatchling reborn alongside the Mystic Maiden, everything had to start anew—a frustrating setback.
The Zhu Crow was indeed special, but it couldn’t compare to a Nine Heavens Phoenix Spirit…
Qin Yao and Jing Tan’er landed nearby, escorting all the passengers off the treasure ship and down the mountain to report the incident to the nearest county office.
If Yun Liu wasn’t here, then he must be on the other side?